- Posted: Sat, 15 Oct 2011 02:36:10 +0000
The particle of dust lifts off the ground, a breeze in the wind meeting its presence. Such a pushover, this very particle of dust, off the brick of grey. Walls fashioned between two rundown buildings, only word to call it would be an Alley. Both walls made of Marble. Smooth with slight craters, pressed into the surface of this marble brick. Buildings of 8 stories, leaving a battle between the ground and the very sun above for it's warm embrace upon the cold concrete surface. Cold and warm drafts wanders out the alley like drunk souls staggering out of the past. This alley rests in front of a street which was once home to the world of the Urban. Once. This city, upon moments unknown to those ignorant which layed around the alley's corner. Time and death, two lovers who danced on living lands, leaving it to suffer. This once eager city has fallen. The street vendors, the businessmen and pro-active women are far from this alley. The children off to play have become adults slinging their drugs around the corner, or arresting them. The riff raft running aloft are now imprisoned or moved to a better, more promising location. It is no longer the same. The city of dreams and nightmares, city of angels and demons, big apples monuments have remained to become slow and dismal. The urban city, where the present has past, where the scary are normal and beautiful are horrendous. This is the slums of time. Time, when time forgotten its own life. Time, the murderer of it all. This particle of dust flies from its current location to its home, to where time has claimed a larger life. This dust particle, moving as the tour guide, down the alley, past the starving pit bull. Down this alley, past the can of trash the sanitation department forgotten about for some odd years. Near the turn down this alley, where streaks of dried blood cannot be recognized as time removed the beautiful crimson color and left black.
Around the bend of this seemingly dismal alley leads to another path. Walls of Red brick opposing the off grey marble wall. Road of rectangle stone. A path much wider. To behold memories on this land is the sin of time. The road to the past, to the gravestone of the future. Time and death walked this road. This was once the roads of men and woman, drunks and derelicts. Fighters and murderers. Protectors of love and violators of innocence. Defenders of the weak, and lawyers. Men, woman, vampire, angel, demon, all calls of creature that none even knew existed. And somewhere, all men walked this very path down this alley. This now dead alley, where trash and stray animals live with little fear. Presence of god can be felt far away from this location, opposite end. On the edging of the red brick, a glow ever so slightly on the corner could be seen. Life, or what can only be considered life in the alley of death, could be seen.
The force of energy flowing from this emblem was slight, reluctant to let go of it's existence. The pulse generated a gentle warmth. It had eight prongs, in a circular fashion and a C in the middle, drawing a person closer and closer to and past it. Past it, to the end of this ally way there was gate; the sun broke through and illuminated the graveyard ground. At the gate, nothing would be seen under direct view, but the feeling of two shadows stood guard on either side of the gate, movement as wraiths in still positions. Eyes seemed darker than dark could ever be, light being adsorbed within the socket. On this iron steel gate lays the "C" Symbol. This was the symbol of protection. The symbol of courage and pride, where duty and enjoyment lay together easily.
This gate left a feeling of foreboding after entering, that death and peace rested past this very gate.
Lights seemed to go out as the ground was illuminated at the bottoms of the walls at their corners. These lights led to a staircase, the stairs illuminated by this light blue neon color that lit the way to a door at the top of the staircase, it was big, about five or six steps. The only thing that seemed to work here so far. The path would direct up these stairs to a large Iron cast door with the very same "C" symbol upon the front and handle. The illuminated bar of light gentle blue neon colors, generated by the establishment's very own energy source. was now dull and dark. It would seem that there was no dust upon the bar, a see-through crystal quartz. Length of 30ft. The massive array of liquor drinks and other alcoholic beverages can be seen on the quartz shelving, lit from the bottom-up. In the center of the bar was a large space which dubbed for a dance floor, illuminated by a pressure activated Blue light Near the bar stood a glowing jukebox of a multitude of elaborate neon colors flashing about to the beat of the song, the jukebox seemed to be computerized, and constantly updating with latest music to come out. All one would have to do is type the name of the band and the song on a key pad, and press enter, it was free and didn’t delay like the old fashioned jukebox’s. In the corners of the lobby floor,
There were stairs leading up and down to the below floors and the upstairs floors. Above the first floor is a dining room, it is large and Victorian like with large Gothic windows, the light illuminated the room with amber tint, and it gave off a warm quiet feeling, it was odd that this room was so quiet, because it was not only above the dance area, but it also housed the kitchen as well. There were certain time where there was a sound of plates crashing, but it was muffled to the point that it was barley audible. There was an elevator leading up to the next four levels, from here on up are rooms for when the visitors used to stay and relax after a night filled with drinking and dancing. The rooms remained there, clean, but empty. The rooms were lavishing and well planned with two rooms for each room, a living room and a bedroom, the bedroom housed a large bathroom, and the living room housed the kitchen, it was basically an apartment. The bedroom has a large queen size bed, and a large flat screen TV for those who like to watch TV in style. The bathroom was also big and the tub was like a Jacuzzi, it was round and could fit more than two people. The living room at a large couch, a love seat and two cushion chairs, they were white and arranged nicely, and made the room feel big, there were other condiments of the rooms like dining tables and such and other assortments that would fit an apartment.
Back down stairs to the dance arena, and then down to the bottom floors beneath ground level, here was a large shrine like room where dark figures would go to relax and have a smoke, this room was large and red glow with crimson like colors, cushioned seats were arranged in rows along the walls and the cent of the room, and in the back was a statue of Buddha, it was really just a calming effect, those who worshiped him were happily allowed to give prayer to him or to any other God anyone might worship. The right wall was a door leading to the lower levels of the establishment, the next lower room was arrange similar to the floor above except this room had a lot of mirrors about, one massive mirror in the back wall that covered the entire wall, and along the right wall. On the left wall was glass window traveling along the length of the wall, the room was large as well, but opposite of the glass window was a caged area, much like a zoo except with ground animals, different types of small monkey species, and other animals filled this area, lavishing plants and tree’s dazzled this area, and one could even go out and sit on the benches of this area and watch the animals prod at the fruits of the tree’s.
Back inside and go through a door and enter into the darkest room in the whole establishment aside from the dance area. This room was smaller than the above floors it housed a large aquarium that took up most of the space in the room and lit the room up in a soft blue hue. The aquarium held a multitude of species of fish, like small lime sharks and other exotic colorful sea going fish, though it seemed peaceful and the shark didn’t seem to bother the smaller fish. This room had a bar as well that stood in front of the aquarium, stools and such lining the bar, with black love seat here and there to accommodate those who didn’t like stools. The walls were black and so was every other furniture in this room, making this room darkly.
We’ll now go back up stairs to the top of the building, the roof I should say. On the roof was a large broken greenhouse that houses a multitude of exotic plants, still alive, many different plants from carnivorous to not carnivorous. Their colors ranged from pink to blue to yellow, every color imaginable it seemed these plant had. The greenhouse was humid to accommodate the tropical plants, but had lounge chairs set within the center of the greenhouse to accommodate the plant goers of the world. This was the establishment, and it was grand.
It is here where eternity existed and died. It is here where heroes and villains bared their life. Where a car once few into. Where an angel and elf once eloped. Where a small leprechaun, a being made of darkness, a giant mass of death, a warlord space marine, and dozens of other being made attempts to destroy, only to call this place a new home away from home. This was a place open to all, and united many before it fell. This was the Crimson Blood.
The Original Crimson Blood
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